For the Love of Your Soul

Stop being comfortable.

There are so many areas in life that we, as humans, have gotten comfortable in. Whether to your job, relationship, friendship, or dreams. Somewhere along the lines we lost our passion, our zest, for life in general.

At some point we told ourselves “I want to spend the rest of my life with him/her.” Or, “I want to spend the rest of my life doing ______.” So, I ask you – do you still love them like you used to? Do you still enjoy what you do for the same reason you started in the first place?

Think about it. REALLY think about it.

No? Good, then you’re reading the right blog post.

“As if you were on fire from within.

The moon lives in the lining of your skin.” – Pablo Neruda

You pulled a bait-and-switch with yourself. Or your loved ones. You think “I’ll always have them.” Or “that”, depending on what area of your life this applies to. And you lost it! You lost your fucking drive and love for it. Or, as a dear friend of mine put it: We’ve become conditioned to believe that things like financial status or professional success are more important than activities that feed the soul.

The American Dream doesn’t have to be just for attorneys or wall street fucktards. It can be a human dream. YOUR dream. Life is what you make of it, and frankly, there are too many of us out there WASTING it.

You go to work. You come home. Make dinner. Walk the dog. Take care of the kids. Sit in front of the TV. Mindlessly kiss your spouse. Go to bed. Wake up. Shower. Go to work. Come home. Make dinner. On the weekends you shop. You do activities with your family. Watch TV. Take a nap. And the cycle continues. Day after day after day. Aren’t you bored!?

You make promises you don’t keep because the mere thought of actually making a commitment to fun sounds more exhausting than that meeting with your boss on Monday. You lie that you have plans already because you are too tired from your day job. You idolize the concert tickets for that band you’ve wanted to see live since the dawn of time, but you don’t buy them because you need new tires and an oil change. You don’t buy that hot, slinky dress because you convince yourself it’ll go to waste at the back of your closet.

Newsflash: Life doesn’t have to be lived inside your imagination.

When is the last time you went dancing? When is the last time you went camping? When is the last time you went on a date with your husband/wife? When’s the last time you had mind blowing kinky sex with your partner? When is the last time you sent flowers to your best friend? When is the last time you traveled across the country just because you’ve never been there before?

Do you get it yet or do I need to ask you more questions you keep answering “Uhhhh, I don’t remember” to?

This planet we live on, the galaxy it orbits in, and the universe itself, is so unimaginably vast and we get one shot. One fucking shot at this reality, this existence as we know it (that we know of) and we are WASTING it on things like Kim Kardashian and which fucking nail polishes are in right now.

WHY.

Upon the announcement of my most recent trip/vacation from the mundane, a friend of mine told me “You’re always on vacation!” Well why the fuck not? Why can’t I spend my days getting to know people? Falling in love? Smelling the flowers? Looking at the stars? Traveling this BEAUTIFUL land we are blessed to live on?

Furthermore, why aren’t you?

Ask a question to the cashier. Be nice to your flight attendant. Tip your fucking waitress. And go out and love. LIVE and LOVE. We’ve let our candle go out. Please, flick the lighter of your soul.

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